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Jun. 10th, 2001 01:00 pmLast night I had a nightmare that involved Isadora being dead and Tomas and I going to the morgue. This is one of the worst things about having children. I always carry this knot of fear inside that one of my babies will be hurt or killed. It can be very unnerving. For instance I was planning on holding Isadora's one year birthday party at my family's cabin on the lake. I started going to sleep one night thinking about it and then I remembered the snakes. Now, this place is not like some kind of Indiana Jones-ish snake pit but I have seen several there in my life and they are more scared of us than we are of them. Despite this I keep having these images of my children being bitten. Arg. Now of course I just can't have the party there. It would make me a nervous wreck. . . and it's ridiculous.
Anyway, on to more mundane topics. Today we are going to my mother in law's. They have a swimming pool that we intend to take advantage of. Isadora loves the water and Rhiannon says she does but is intimidated by the pool.
Everyone seems to have survived dinner at my mother's yesterday. My father made me a cake. He asked me on Thursday what I wanted so I told him I would like this orange chocolate almond cake he made for Christmas. When he arrived at my mom's he went on and on about how much trouble it was to make. Seemed to be the only thing he wanted to talk about. Mom gave me the money for my zoo passes. Dad bought me a nice chef's knife and a cutting board. The day was pleasant. That night we rented some dvd's and watched Legend of the Drunken Master, a Jackie Chan flick, and Shadow of the Vampire, excellent flick. Fun was had.
I've had several nightmares this week. There seems to be one week every month that they kick into overdrive. I wonder why. Maybe I have some kind of pms cleansing of the subconscious. I hate them though. There is one I have that involves a basement in a large old home that keeps coming back. I never really had problems with nightmares when I was a child.
Anyway, on to more mundane topics. Today we are going to my mother in law's. They have a swimming pool that we intend to take advantage of. Isadora loves the water and Rhiannon says she does but is intimidated by the pool.
Everyone seems to have survived dinner at my mother's yesterday. My father made me a cake. He asked me on Thursday what I wanted so I told him I would like this orange chocolate almond cake he made for Christmas. When he arrived at my mom's he went on and on about how much trouble it was to make. Seemed to be the only thing he wanted to talk about. Mom gave me the money for my zoo passes. Dad bought me a nice chef's knife and a cutting board. The day was pleasant. That night we rented some dvd's and watched Legend of the Drunken Master, a Jackie Chan flick, and Shadow of the Vampire, excellent flick. Fun was had.
I've had several nightmares this week. There seems to be one week every month that they kick into overdrive. I wonder why. Maybe I have some kind of pms cleansing of the subconscious. I hate them though. There is one I have that involves a basement in a large old home that keeps coming back. I never really had problems with nightmares when I was a child.
